Lift Em Up (feat. Swizz Beatz & Benny The Butcher)

It's only right Gotta talk about this money I've been hearing spirits, I'm talking to ghosts Life been kind of different, I popped up in a ghost I never been religious won't talk to the pope The water calm me down, we could talk on the boat The ocean got me cool, we could talk on the yacht I see him posted on the corner can't talk on the block My pockets got the mumps, I've been walking with knots We've really from the dirt, We've been rolling just wanted to rock My mama kicked me out, I just wanted a spot Niggas try to jump me, I wanted a glock I ain't know what time it was, I just wanted a clock No disrespect to Diddy I never wanted ciroc That vodka make me throw up like a banshee nigga Pull up with more cookies than your pantry nigga I never ran from niggas black lives matter, I took a stand with niggas Shout out to my mama and my pop y'all made a handsome nigga Never dance with niggas eggs in the morning was scrambling Just thinking about that crib out in the Hamptons nigga I was rocking Coogi now my life a movie Make sure you bring your camera with you I'm good all by myself and gotta stand with niggas solo The homie died I was devastated, the opp died and we celebrated You wifed her she a side, I know you devastated I used to live my life in a rush now I got better patience Spirits talking to me, I can't shake him, I'm devastated We gonna lift em up up up, up in the sky today Just because he wanted to talk fly today Knowing damn well he could die today Now his ass up in the fly away Lift em up up up, up in the sky today Now he wanna blame he was high today Lift em up up up, up in the sky today, today The butcher coming nigga I'm from Western New York with a powder comes off The city where OJ Simpson ran 2,000 plus yards And the tourists never visit, the dope boys six figures up But keep grinding cuz that quarter ain't a million Where an alphabet boy snap them pics when they slide through We made the strip look like a chick-fil-a drive-thru So this verse I'm venting cuz if I don't get no therapy It's gonna be black whip spinning and funeral attended Paranoia and light sleep been wearing on me life deep I'm in every ghetto like Arizona iced tea Soprano gang, you're not a boss unless you handle things We old gangsters like the lucky Luciano days Street execs, godfathers Eyes shut, praying this beat will just turn my chain into DMX dog collar Born scholars who turn true stories to more dollars This pump knock you 15 yards like a horse collar Every other year need a Benz I could crawl out of Sad, only broke niggas think money solve problems We gonna lift em up up up, up in the sky today Just because he wanted to talk fly today Knowing damn well he could die today Now his ass up in the fly away Lift em up up up, up in the sky today Now he wanna blame he was high today Lift em up up up, up in the sky today, today